[Super Bat][BVS]Under the Kansas sky

Clark still remembers the first time he met Lois.She stood in the sunlight, looked him in the eye without fear, and didn't see him as a freak because he was different.She was willing to understand him, to understand the part of him as an ordinary person, rather than clinging to his strange genes, she even boarded Zod's spaceship with him without hesitation.She's strong, beautiful and confident, and Clark admits he's fascinated, drawn to Louise's radiant, beautiful soul.She understood him, she supported him, and she did everything in her power to embrace his soul.However, he still felt lonely.Clark had scolded himself for being insatiable, but he couldn't stop the feeling from growing stronger.After he saved his life, after he defeated the enemy, after he faced the criticism directly, Louise's comfort and mother's hug should have made him feel calm, but for some reason, his heart became more and more barren.Clark recalled the first time he looked at the earth from space, watching the blue planet spinning alone in the endless darkness, he suddenly understood that he could have love, he could get support and understanding, but no one, No one can admire this blue miracle with him.

He felt a hollow in his chest, and the thorns growing in it slowly devoured his soul.

Louise still looked so radiant. She ran around the news scene, juggling between the manuscript and Perry's rants. She replaced the vase with a new bouquet. She changed the curtains and changed the apartment she lived in.Clark didn't want to blame her, he knew she would eventually move on.Louise is so beautiful, she shouldn't stay long for a dead person, she deserves a better life.Clark even felt that he should not establish an overly intimate relationship. Since he chose to guard his life in pursuit of justice, he will always walk on the edge of danger.His loved ones are in danger because of him, they are heartbroken because of him.So Clark chose to stare silently at the corner of the street. He watched his lover's back from afar, and letting go was just a small decision.

Superman appears, Superman falls.When everything becomes history, history will die with the wind.

Clark doesn't like Gotham, 1 don't.Not only because of the always gloomy and wet sky, nor because of its dirty alleys and indifferent crowds, and certainly not because it was the first time he was beaten up by an earthling here.He just felt that he was out of place here, and the city also faintly sent out a signal that he was not welcome.In his tomb, he dreamed of that rainy night over and over again, the light of kryptonite, the pain and despair, the man's violent anger, and finally the picture would always turn to the moment when he was about to die, and the man's shocked and sad face would emerge in view.Clark felt it was ridiculous and confused: Why did he feel like a victim in pain when he was fighting to the death before?Maybe someday he could ask, but not right now, he had more important things to do in Gotham this time.

Batman may be mysterious, but that's only for the uninformed.Once you know it's Bruce Wayne, the rest of the puzzle is less of a problem -- and maybe some of it, like how to hack the Batcave.After thinking about it for a while, Clark decided to take the most primitive solution.Perhaps doing so would make that man furious, but compared to the "commemoration" he had left on his face, it was still a lot cheaper for him.

It was not difficult to find the main control room, the hum of the machines was loud enough for his ears.Before Clark could shake the gravel from his hair, a batarang jabbed straight into his face.

"A very unfriendly greeting." He held the pointed weapon between two fingers. "Could it be that this is a unique way of greeting in the upper class?"

"Who are you?" Batman asked in full armor.

"The obvious answer."

"I thought you'd all been sucked out of that black hole."

"If I had been sucked away, you wouldn't have had the chance to use your kryptonite weapon."

Clark kept a proper distance and landed in front of him. The opponent's body seemed to froze, and he instinctively took several steps back.Clark didn't move, he waited patiently for a response.

"...Clark...Kent?" After a long silence, the voice became even hoarse.

"It's an honor you remember."

Clark took a few steps forward, but the opponent slammed a batarang.

"go out!"

"I know I'm not welcome here." Clark frowned.

"Then please get out immediately."

"But I need help."

"There's a queue of rabid fans waiting outside."

"I need to find someone I can trust."

"So you came to find the mortal enemy?"

"You are not one to mourn the death of an enemy."

"you……"

"Gentlemen, since I am responsible for the repair and maintenance here, I suggest that you can go out and solve the problem."

"Or just sit down and talk."

While they were deadlocked, two other voices broke in. Diana and Alfred were standing at the opening of the cave.